It's cold at Moscow

The day that changed Anne Forever

So, as the title said, this chapter talks about the 5th of September of 2021, at Moscow.

Anne woke up, 5:0am, he would be just in time to get to work at the weapon factory. He put on his winter clothes, and opened the door of his building, and stepped into the outside, into the real world, leaving behind his dreams of the night. 

In the Neo-Soviet streets, you could see what communism had done to the country, just by taking a quick look. A grey-ugly sky, dark-white snow flooding the muddy streets, and of course, as in every communist country that has ever existed, poverty.

So Anne walked for 2 hours, until that red-brick building at the end of the city. There, Anne inserted its identification card at the security control, just next to the door, and the door opened.

Inside, you could see all the automated machines doing they work, and Anne thought: "Just  how it should go, equality in the Neo-Soviet Union, even with robots".

Anne replaced the other worker which had been supervising the factory for the night.

-All right, I got just 12 hours left from now...

And then, something quite improbable in the Probability Axis happened, that almost nobody knew about, or will never know.

An unexpected knife went through the thin air, making the minimum noise, and ended just about to go through Anne's neck.

-Hey, what the fu-!- Anne said

-Shut the hell up. Stop the machines. -the stranger shouted.

-I will not do th-

-Oh my fucking Glob, stop the fucking machi-!

And suddenly, this odd conversation was interrupted by a loud BOOM!

-Please, all civilians abandon the building. We have a terrorist inside. It is the last chance, sir. Do not force us to use weapons against you, and do not make this more difficult for the Red Army and for the common people!- It was the Red Army. They wanted the Stranger. And Anne was in between this. 

-How the fuck did they even find me? - But there was not any answers for the question made by the Stranger, because just when Anne was planning to get out of this by running away, something terrible happened.

-You wasted your last chance, Mr. Joseph! Prepare to be executed!

And there it went. Bullets whistled as they went through the thin glass of Anne's office, and failed to do its original purpose- to kill the Stranger, also called Mr. Joseph.

And Anne, as the hero he was, just freaked out completely, started screaming like a two-year-old girl, and cried:

-WHAT THE FUCK? ARE THEY TRYING TO KILL US?? ARE THEY AFTER YOU? ARE YOU A TERRORIST?

-Well, Anne, let me explain you, I, Mr. Joseph -He said in a very slow way, but Anne didn't let him finish.

-BYE, MR. JOSHWHATEVER! NOBODY CARES ABOUT YOUR TERRORISM!

And he ran out of the office, screaming:

-MY NAME IS ANNE HACQUEBORD, IM NO TERRORIST, PLEASE DONT K-!

Before he could finish that sentence, an already planned bullet went through space and time, and arrived just in the right place, in a moving target, at the shoulder of Anne Hacquebord. 

After that, Anne stopped feeling, or seeing, smelling, tasting, or hearing. He stopped being anything, and went into the road of becoming everything, and an omnipresent entity.

But he never got to death.

He never got to a real, restful death.

Because this, was just the beginning of his new, painful, and suffering life. 

In which he will have to sacrifice everything for the real freedom, and leave his coward feelings behind.

And we will see this later, in another chapter.